He doesn't really stop at the cell. The elf runs by the cell, letting his fingers slap against the metal bars. It is just as he is about to run completely by that he grabs onto one of the bars and literally pulls himself backwards to look in.

"Martin was holding out on me." Nero comments, at first, as he looks the man over. He notes the various eyes that are sprouted all through his skin. "Here I thought the two of us were getting close with one another."

He slides his hands up and down the bars, as he draws himself closer. His lips curl into a wide, pleased smile. "Hi, Jon. I'm Nero."